Let me tell you how hard the marketing department is working to slip into his DMs.

This is genuinely what I loved about A Master of Djinn. Always looking for that next fix!

A fantastic recommendation, though if I hadn't had the reassurance that the relationship would pay off I would have quit halfway through from fear of being disappointed. A million thanks!

Genre is annoying, especially when low reading comprehension or narrow field of experience raise the difficulty in understanding all of a story. That said, the current trend of expecting stories to be very literal and expository can go hang.

Ginger beer is the best for a cold option.

One memorable encounter that started during a movie and continued while its soundtrack played over the end credits resulted in me fucking to Galop Infernal. Best and most hilarious cardio ever! Not best sex tho.

Hey, read and enjoyed both of these on Libby. True MVP of social media. You can call in the life debt I owe any time ✨️

Sing for the Coming of the Longest Night is perhaps my favorite novella ever! Thanks for the recs!

I read it, and got insanely frustrated by the bait and switch of the ending. But others' milage may vary (lol) and will definitely give the sequel a fair shot to redeem it.

Hopeful? How angry will I get if it doesn't come through?

Loving something, being a fan of it and extolling its worth and sharing it with others, does not require knowledge of its origin. But us creators end up being invisible more often than not and that can be devastating for marginalized creators especially.

I may know the name of the author/singer/designer of a given thing I love (off the top of my head? More unlikely) but do I know the names of the illustrators, background musicians, voice actors? Do I know actors AND directors AND composers, etc?

Goddammit I have too many TED talks and not nearly enough time.

Maybe it's because I've seen my parents pensions ripped away by free-market-loving assholes. Maybe it's the multiple recessions moving the goalposts ever backward. Maybe because all the CEOs I've ever worked for were massive jerks.

Hell yes, louder for the people in the back! Can't stop won't stop frolicking